Lamentation of the Flame

Here stand the worthy at a gatheringBeneath the falling sun, lost in itInoculated against decaying timeThe poison in their veins a balm of fireDrawn from a well at the world’s center.The streets of Elysium are empty tonightRivers overrun by cleansing fireScorching the sky at the backs of the gatheredWho wait out the contagion, calling uponThe... Continue Reading →

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